Oh, Ryan

Today Ryan came out of her room after bedtime saying she had been thinking a scary thought. She was crying and said Cameron had told her a really mean thing. I asked what. "He told me I am going to go in the garbage!" I busted up laughing but she did not think it was funny, she was worried she would die in the trash. We had a long talk about how she would be fine. I sidetracked her and got her talking about what she wanted for Christmas.
(BTW there is no way Cam thought of telling Ryan she was going in the garbage, I am sure she had a hand in him coming up with that idea)
Oh the things they think of to stay awake at night.
The other day I told Ryan to come away from the road because she was by herself, she yelled from the end of the driveway that she was fine, "It's ok mom, I know karate!" I asked her later where she learned karate and she told me she didn't know all of it, she just taught herself the kicking and punching stuff.

W is for when

Bev did not want to wait for Ryan to finish, ah well, at least I got to be there

J is for Jones

Ryan's Thanksgiving program at school. She did awesome! She worked really hard and memorized her lines, so proud!

Cam loves trains

Cameron will play this all day long. The boy is obsessed.
While we are at it, here is a little more about Cam.
He loves his daddy and gets so excited when he gets home from work. He says "wet's westle" (lets wrestle) and if he does not get his wrestle time, we have a rough night.
Cameron is always asking What dat? or where daddy (or who-ever) go? He loves fire trucks and ambulances (pronounced why-yuck an ambince). Every time we pass the fire station he asks me repeatedly where they went if they are not in the station. We have a trip to the station planned for next week, that will only make the questions worse, but thats ok.
He loves his Puggy (aka plug, aka pacifier). We have lost the one that does not have a hole in it and he still religiously hangs on to the two with big holes in them. One day we will get rid of them. Ryan started crying the other day when I was telling Cam that he would be saying goodbye to his puggy soon.
We are nowhere near potty training. He is simply not interested and I don't want to push it.
Cameron has lots of teeth, and loves to brush them. The downside is that when he is using his finger to shove every bit of food he can fit into his mouth, he accidentally bites his finger. This is a daily occurance. You would think he would learn.
Cam loves his sisters and is learning to be a tease. But they just think he is so cute, they can't stay mad at him.
I am madly in love with this sweet boy! I am so glad our father in Heaven let him come to our family!

Report card

I have been graded and apparently I am doing better than I thought!

Thank you Ryan, you made my week!